The masked companion

the fallen petals soft in its touch
adorned her fingers and her feet did touch
its silkiness..

the leaves of the summer
did one day stay the gush of breeze
that passed its way..

She sat alone thence
her thoughts untamed
her masked companion
her trusted friend
her once upon lover
her future in his hands..

For what is a lover
but a trusted friend
and what of the trusted friend
who in turn became
a masked companion...



  1. Oh yea the crystal ball have I not looked upon that orb and seen the stirring of fair maidens pleading for release. Sadly that damned masked bandit always got there first.

  2. Yeah you are right CC - the masked bandit had the fastest horse ever..:)


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